| You So soft And that is the only way To describe It. Round, curving, Gentle, Never sharp, No angles. Skin...so wanting of kisses, So appealing, And I can't help but Want to Feel it, Even as they tell me It's forbidden, Even as I'm told I'm Far too young To know, To feel such things, And that I've got To stop, Stop these feelings... But I'm wanting Of kisses, Wanting of love, Of softness that a man Just cannot possess... Will I ever master This Desire? Will I ever know What it is I feel? No, I suppose I won't... Not until I feel You. love poems anonymous |